Chapter 63: The Supreme Murder Knife
I have never seen someone leave their name on the wall, or leave the name of the enemy, Zhang Fengfu directly carved this pattern really made the old man a little puzzled, in fact, when Zhang Fengfu carved this pattern, several evil ghosts came over, carefully observed the meaning of this painting.
The old man was puzzled: "This rat represents a person?"
Zhang Fengfu put away the knife and said with a smile: "It's impossible to really kill a mouse with a knife, it's too big and a little useless." β
The old man said, "Who is the evil ghost?"
Zhang Fengfu said: "That's right, it's me, I'm going to kill a mouse, but I don't know where this mouse is." β
"Maybe this rat is a person's nickname, but everyone can be this rat, and doing so may not achieve your goal, you want to lure the snake out of the hole. β
The old man's half-squinted eyes seemed to want to penetrate Zhang Fengfu's thoughts.
"But it may not be very effective, and in my opinion, it is better for you to carve the name of the person you want to kill directly on this wall, and then leave the corresponding reward, I believe that many people will be willing to try. β
"There's something different about this guy. β
Zhang Fengfu shook his head.
"If I engrave his name, I'm afraid I'll be the first to suffer, so I can't take that risk. β
"No one knows what you look like, they will only remember your mask, post the task, and then decide the corresponding remuneration to pay, there will always be someone willing to help you solve your troubles, I am a task release platform here, even if there is a grudge, it is to find me first, as long as I am tight-lipped here, no one will track you down,"
"But after all, this is the first time we've met. β
Zhang Fengfu hesitated, even if the old man in front of him took the initiative to talk to him, but believing a stranger was tantamount to having trouble with his own life, not to mention that this stranger was still a native of Shura Dao.
"How can I believe that you won't betray me?"
The old man said in a deep voice, "You can not trust me, but you should trust someone who you can be of much use to him. β
Zhang Fengfu was even more puzzled: "What does this sentence mean? I am useful to you? You don't even know what I look like and what my name is, how can you be sure that I am useful to you?"
The old man said again, "Because you are about to ask me, you will be useful to me, and we have only made a deal between us, and besides, I have probably guessed who you are going to kill." β
Zhang Fengfu's body shook.
Seeing the evil ghosts in the cave and people coming and going, the hunchbacked old man stood up but half a person tall, approached the wall where the mouse was depicted, and slowly smoothed out the marks with the knife with his fingers, this finger force and this internal force made Zhang Fengfu stunned.
But the evil ghosts in the cave seemed to be accustomed to this, and were not surprised, but when the mouse, the knife, and the word evil ghost were erased by the old man, they stopped watching and dispersed.
Zhang Fengfu looked at these walls carefully, and there were more or less traces of people erasing many names, presumably most of those people had already become ghosts under other people's knives.
After the old man erased the handwriting, he took Zhang Fengfu and Ye Baihe to another cave in the cave, the small cave house is full of organs, as if it is the old man's place to live alone, a stone bed, a stone table, two messy bedding, and pots and pans, but Zhang Fengfu feels the most incredible is the dense small hole on the wall of the old man's cave that is penetrated by the finger force.
This old man is afraid of martial arts, Zhang Fengfu said in his heart that he can leave traces on the wall with all his strength, but he will definitely not be able to go so deep, even if Ye Baihe is on the side, his eyes are shining through the mask.
"It's been many years, and I've met some guys who are fighting in the nest, and I've never seen anyone dare to attack the twelve masters directly, and you're the first. β
The old man's eyes never seemed to be open, but it was such a pair of eyes that narrowed slightly that made Zhang Fengfu feel like falling into an ice cellar.
Zhang Fengfu said: "It turned out that it had already been seen by the seniors. β
The old man said: "I'm not a fool, a mouse, and a rat that can't be easily provoked, who else can there be but that disgusting guy? You really think that he will take the initiative to come to you when you hang a knife on the head of the rat with such fanfare? I'm afraid you're thinking too much, what kind of rat you have seen in the stinky ditch, what kind of person you want to kill." β
"So my predecessor suggested that I issue a task and find out this mouse through someone else's hands? But with all due respect, I'm afraid no one would dare to take such a task, and I don't understand why you, as a person of the Shura Dao, want to help me, senior?"
"Aren't you a member of the Shura Dao?" the old man asked rhetorically, Zhang Fengfu couldn't react for a while, so he could only nod stiffly.
"I'm also a member of the Shura Path. β
"Isn't that right? The strong are respected, if you really have the ability to kill the gray rat, it may not be impossible to be the next Twelve Dao Master, for Shura Dao, this is not a loss, for me, not only is it a loss, but it allows you to accept a favor from me. β
"So if I really killed that gray squirrel, my predecessors wouldn't have just left it that way, would they?"
Zhang Fengfu couldn't guess that he hadn't heard anything about what medicine was being sold in his kid's hunchbacked old man's gourd in advance.
"Of course. β
The hunchbacked old man smiled meaningfully.
"You kill the squirrel, I'll clean up the aftermath for you, and then you need to kill another person for me, so we can settle the matter, you don't owe me, I don't owe you. β
"Sounds fair. β
Zhang Fengfu smiled.
"But I'm not going to accept your opinion. β
"Oh, why is that? Aren't you afraid that the man behind the squirrel will come and trouble you?"
"I'm afraid. β
Zhang Fengfu nodded.
"But I'm more afraid of being sold by you, the knife in my hand and your words from your senior, who do you think I should believe more?"
"Step out this door and you might regret it. β
A sneer appeared on the corner of the hunchbacked old man's mouth.
Zhang Fengfu's fingers trembled slightly, and the treasure knife in his hand was unsheathed for three points on his own, and he said in a deep voice: "Could it be that the seniors still plan to kill the two of us?" If I am alone, the seniors threaten me like this, but it is a pity that we have two people, and there are two knives, or the seniors will kill both of us in the shortest possible time, once one of them escapes, I believe that it will be a catastrophe for the seniors." β
The old man was stunned, put his eyes on the quaint scabbard for a moment, then squinted slightly, and said with a smile: "It's not a good choice to threaten an old man who has half a foot in the coffin. β
Zhang Fengfu also smiled.
"It is even more unwise to threaten a young person. β
A moment later, the old man laughed heartily.
"Good boy, just say this to you, I'll help you release this mission. β
Governor Zhang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't want to admit it, he also had to admit that sometimes walking the rivers and lakes, the origin is much more useful than the strength.
Although the sword in his hand seems to be ordinary, it is actually a rare killing weapon on the rivers and lakes, but anyone with a little vision should know that such a knife is not available to any nobody.
Zhang Fengfu is gambling, betting that the old man will not rashly offend such two knives for the sake of a momentary anger, and he is very glad that he made the right bet.
Since the bet is right, it is expected that this hunchbacked old man should no longer have any ill intentions towards the two of them.
Zhang Fengfu said: "This is the best, with the help of seniors, I believe this matter will definitely be much easier to do, but I only have two days." β
"Time is never a problem, the problem is that everything must be done with corresponding dedication, if this gray squirrel is killed by you, it will be fine, but if someone else kills it for you, then what kind of things are you ready to come up with to reward others?"
"Like those things out there?"
Zhang Fengfu deliberately pointed out that many evil ghosts in the Shura Dao exchanged their heads for cheats, as well as dolls, and swords.
"Your knife is good. β
The hunchbacked old man smiled.
"This is a murder knife made of blood, and if you exchange this knife for the head of a rat, someone will be willing to take this risk. β
"My knife is indeed good, but I don't think the head of a stinking ditch rat is worth my knife, but I also know that it takes a lot of courage to dare to do something to this mouse, and my predecessor said so, so I will take the knife in my hand as a reward, and take the head of the gray squirrel to receive it. β
"It's a deal. β
Looking at the back of Zhang Fengfu and Ye Baihe leaving, the hunchbacked old man's eyes flickered, thoughtful.
And Ye Baihe, who was walking side by side with Zhang Fengfu, was puzzled.
"You are going to give away this knife? This is a little too expensive, if I remember correctly, this knife is a weapon that has been with you since you came out of the mass grave, accompanied you to kill many people, and now you are willing to give this knife away for a mouse?"
Zhang Fengfu said: "Speaking of which, your knife and my knife are also considered to be from the same person's hand, both are rare treasures in the world, I am naturally reluctant to give away people so easily, but what has been said is always counted, someone can kill the gray squirrel, I will send this knife out." But I didn't say I wouldn't get it back, would I? Even if I can't get it back alone, wouldn't there be a you?"
Ye Baihe was speechless, and could only glare at Zhang Fengfu through a mask.
"So now we're just going to have to wait for news?"
"Naturally not, only people who always like to put their hopes on others like to wait for news, and then we'll come back with a different mask and see if anyone is interested in the mission we posted. β
Although there is no grievance with most of the evil ghosts of Shura Dao, Zhang Fengfu probably also knows that if he is really an innocent and good person, he will not be tortured by the Shura Dao, few people are innocent, neither innocent people, then there is nothing that cannot be done, changing two masks is not a difficult thing for Zhang Fengfu, who is strong in martial arts, and when he returned to the cave where the hunchbacked old man was located after dressing up with Ye Baihe, he really saw such a task on the wall.
And is hung in the most eye-catching place.
"Those who kill the twelve dojo master rats can exchange the head of the rat for a supreme murder knife, with a time limit of two days. β
The cave was already overcrowded, and after finally squeezing in, I found that the hunchbacked old man had disappeared at some point.
"Maybe it's because they're afraid they'll be approached, so they deliberately hide so that they can't find it, so that they can wait quietly for someone to take off the mouse's head. β
Zhang Fengfu thought about it like this, and had to admit that the hunchbacked old man did have a way, and with such a piece of information alone, he summoned all these evil ghosts who licked blood from the knife edge, and there were many discussions, but what was jaw-dropping was that there were so many people who watched it, and no one dared to take off the most eye-catching plaque written on a wooden board.
"Dare to find trouble with mice, who is this person? Why is he so ignorant of the sky and the earth, don't you know that the person behind this guy is the king of Chujiang? Dare to move the rat on the territory of the king of Chujiang, isn't it too long to live?"
"But no? Who doesn't know who the rat is? Insidious and cunning, and strong in martial arts, I'm afraid only the top five guys on the ground list have the guts to find trouble with the mouse. However, people Huangquan and these people are not stupid, how can they be willing to offend King Chu Jiang? Isn't this that they can't get along with themselves?"
The discussion was one-sided, and Zhang Fengfu couldn't help but be a little disappointed, but fortunately, there were finally some more pertinent voices in it.
Someone said: "That being said, but the supreme murder knife is a rare treasure, the number of knives in the entire rivers and lakes is endless, but the knife is also divided into three grades, the lowest grade is the fast knife, the middle grade is the ghost knife, the top grade is the murder knife, the supreme murder knife This kind of treasure is probably only those who are famous and move the big forces can take it out, such a treasure for the head of the mouse, no matter how you look at it, it is a loss." β
"Who is it that takes out a supreme murder knife so loudly, and what kind of grudge does this person have with this guy Mouse?
There was a lot of talk, but no one dared to take on this task.
Zhang Fengfu no longer had illusions in his heart, so he could only retreat to the second.
He whispered to Ye Baihe: "Maybe this matter can only be done by ourselves, and if we don't solve this stinky mouse, it will be tantamount to leaving us a big trouble invisibly." β
"After all, it's because you have a revenge temperament, isn't it? But since you've taken this step, it's probably too late to regret it. β
Ye Baihe made a look, Zhang Fengfu looked at it, and saw that all the evil ghosts didn't know why, and they all took the initiative to give way to a sloppy guy with a full face and beard, bare arms, swaggering, sneering and approaching the task plaque, staring at the line of words on the plaque, with greed flashing in his eyes.
"I heard that someone exchanged a supreme murder knife for the head of the gray squirrel, I didn't believe it at first, but now I look at it, I really believe it, the supreme murder knife is a treasure that is difficult to see with a lantern, how can you miss it. β
The twelfth on the land list, the brute bull, I don't know who whispered like this, and the pot exploded in the cave.
Zhang Fengfu had seen this bull once under the fingers of the hunchbacked old man before, but at that time, it was quite far away, and he could only see a beard, and now when he saw the real person, he knew that the word bull was really appropriate, this person was at least a head taller than ordinary people, and the tendon meat like a dragon was actually a few points above Cao Man, the king of heaven, if Cao Man could tear a war horse alive, Zhang Fengfu had no doubt that this bull could tear an elephant alive, just the exposed tattoos had made the surrounding demons feel cold, and few people dared to tattoo the head of the hellish demon on their bodies, with green fangs, because such people usually fall to the ground after walking half a trip in the rivers and lakes, and because such tattoos are not something that anyone can control, they only have a sense of comical when they fall on others, and they fall on the bull, not only do they feel like this, but they become even more inaccessible to others.
"Could it be that you're also interested in this supreme murder knife?"
"Haha, where is the reason why men don't love knives? Just like there are men who don't love beautiful women. β
Holding the thighs of the two women with both hands, it was directly elevated.
The lustful nature of the wild bull is a well-known thing in Shura Dao, no matter when there is always a woman behind him, this is the case, at this moment, two fat powder women dressed in revealing and twisted water snake waist do not care about the salivating eyes of the surrounding evil ghosts, and climb up the mountain to the left and right The two thick arms of the wild bull, like two snakes climbing on two thick branches, are only tall to the position of the bull's chest, which is very contrary to the position of the bull's chest, which is very contrary to make people want to laugh, so that many people are anxious for the bull How can such a thick body gallop on these two thin bodiesοΌ
But in fact, no one dared to laugh, not only did no one dare to laugh, but the people around him would only get farther and farther away from the bull, in case this master of the twelfth place list might go crazy at any time and easily tear people into two pieces.
In this way, the body of the arrogant young swordsman who was originally in the group of evil ghosts came directly to the front, and everyone was retreating, only the young swordsman did not move, but in this way, it would only make people feel that he was taking the initiative to provoke, even if the red-eyed swordsman never said a word from beginning to end, and did not move a step.
His clothes were very torn, his cheekbones were deep, but he stood straight, and a tattered and rusty iron sword without sheath in his hand was clinging to his body, always staring at the three words of the supreme murder knife, thoughtfully.
"You're not afraid of me?"
Everyone got out of the way, and suddenly there was such a person who was unwilling to move his steps, which made the wild bull very unhappy, in fact, since the original twelfth of the ground list was torn with both hands, the wild bull has never met such an uninteresting person, and the original twelfth was so blocking his way.
Otherwise, why are the demons around you so afraid of you?
The young swordsman came back to his senses from the most eye-catching plaque, the bull was a head and a half taller than him, and he needed to look up when he spoke, but the swordsman didn't really look up after all, but looked at the bull's chest and wondered: "Why should I be afraid of you?"
Two arms and two flowers, because she was wearing a skirt, the woman who was covering her mouth and giggling intentionally or unintentionally, grinned: "They are all afraid of me, because I have a pair of hands, hands that can tear a life apart." β
The young swordsman said indifferently: "I'm not afraid of you, because you have a pair of hands, but I have a sword." β
The brute bull laughed and said disdainfully: "A thing like you can be regarded as a sword! Don't you know that my brute bull is full of copper skin and iron bones, and he has long been invulnerable, and you are sure that a sword like yours is a threat to me?"
The young swordsman said: "But after all, there is no real invulnerability in the world, my sword is just broken copper and iron in your eyes, but in my eyes it is my partner, you have two hands alone, and I and my partner have four hands combined, why should I be afraid of you?"
The room was full of laughter.
The most obvious truth seemed to be understood by the swordsman, and all the evil ghosts sneered in unison.
But Zhang Fengfu saw it clearly, the young swordsman who had just met to drink not long ago did not have the slightest intention of joking, he said it very seriously, as if the flowers would definitely bloom in spring and the leaves would wither and yellow in autumn.
At this moment, Zhang Fengfu actually had an illusion, as if the sword was indeed alive, and it was indeed a partner of this young swordsman.
Zhang Fengfu suddenly remembered that he didn't even seem to have asked the name of this swordsman.
Manniu said disdainfully: "Boy, strength is not something that can be fought for with more hands, do you understand this truth? Uncle Manniu is in a good mood today, seeing that he is about to get the supreme murder knife, and he doesn't want to be ruined, you hurry up and get out, I won't kill you." β
Everyone no longer laughed, the most disdainful thing about walking the rivers and lakes was to flee from the battle, especially when he was not convinced not long ago, many people speculated in their hearts that this young swordsman was in full swing, maybe he would use the broken copper and iron and the brute bull to compete with this rolling word, and no matter how bad it was, he would at least go back, and the loser would not lose the battle.
But even though everyone's hearts were full of flowers, no one thought that this young swordsman really just nodded and left without letting go of a fart.
It's a big joke.
Immediately, some people who didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement started and said: "Is it a man, being looked down upon so much and not saying a word, it's really embarrassing for a man." β
"If you directly fight with your sword desperately, it's great that you break your sword and lose your life, isn't it? Eighteen years later, you are a good man, and you must not lose your momentum. β
It was the two graceful women on the arms of the brute bull who were smiling from ear to ear, and their faces were full of playfulness.
Who knew that the young swordsman actually said something even more hilarious: "Why should I fight him, and why should I sword him, and what good will it do me?"
To be looked down upon to such an extent, he still said such high-sounding words!
Shura Dao scolded angrily, even the brute bull who originally had the intention to let the swordsman go was a little angry at the swordsman's ignorance, and said coldly: "Boy, did you make a mistake?"
The swordsman said, "What's the matter!"
The brute bull said: "I told you to go, not to let you go." β